This is so beautiful and really captures that still, contemplative moment of looking at the snow late at night ❤️ I remember this most vividly on nights when I was up with the baby, feeling a special connection with those plow drivers :)
This is mystical and eery. I was right there with you in the deep of night under the moonlight, gazing out the window. Such beautiful language my friend❤️
Oh friend...I miss you, too ❤️ Maybe it's time for a Zoom meeting again. I will be getting workshopped at next week's Office Hours. Maybe I'll see you there😊
I love this poem. It deeply resonates. I’ve been waking at 430 am and often not going back to sleep at all. “Night stalkers wanting to sweep streets .. an ocean of longing, first light.” Just beautiful!
This is so beautiful and really captures that still, contemplative moment of looking at the snow late at night ❤️ I remember this most vividly on nights when I was up with the baby, feeling a special connection with those plow drivers :)
I can almost see you looking out the window, babe in arms. 💕
I so love that I can listen to you read this while following along. Stunning. I love these lines -
"starlight, or a ripple of wind
that sends silver maple branches
tapping at my window."
Dear Makayla, thank you for the close read (and listen!). 💕
https://theisolationjournals.substack.com/p/moondancing-after-midnight?utm_source=post-email-title&publication_id=322264&post_id=154961827&utm_campaign=email-post-title&isFreemail=true&r=46htce&triedRedirect=true&utm_medium=email - this piece I just read made me think of you.
Gorgeous language to bask in. 💙
You are a dear heart. 🧡
Magnificent poetry, Sue ❤️
Thank you, Nazish. 💕
This is mystical and eery. I was right there with you in the deep of night under the moonlight, gazing out the window. Such beautiful language my friend❤️
Thank you so much for stopping by and taking the time to respond. I miss you!
Oh friend...I miss you, too ❤️ Maybe it's time for a Zoom meeting again. I will be getting workshopped at next week's Office Hours. Maybe I'll see you there😊
Oh good! I'll see you there. ;-)
Beautiful, Sue Ann. There is a sacredness to middle of the night antics, and I confess, I’ve enjoyed a few sessions of my own lately.
I suspect there will be many more night stalkers in the weeks ahead. 💕
Beautifully written!
Thank you for taking the time to read and respond, Anne. So good to hear your voice. 💕
I love this, Sue Ann 🤗❤️
Thank you for taking the time to respond, lovely one. 💕
I love this poem. It deeply resonates. I’ve been waking at 430 am and often not going back to sleep at all. “Night stalkers wanting to sweep streets .. an ocean of longing, first light.” Just beautiful!
Thank you, Deb. ;-)
Thank you, lovely one. 🧡